August Summed Up

We had a very busy August.



At the end of July at our family birthday party we crowned ourselves a queen. This is T.T., Brook's step-son. T.T. asked Brook to paint a motorcycle on is forehead, Brook is a very good artist but I don't think this is a motorcycle. It's a good thing T.T. has a good sense of humor. The next day he had to go to church with the outline of the crown because he got too much sun the day before.



In the spirit of competition the boys decided to see who could eat half a pie first. Brook needed to take his skirt off, he was too scared to get his new shirt dirty so he came in dead last. I think he may have tied with his sister Lowell.



Big D put forth a good effort but came up short. I just hope he keeps it all down because I don't want to clean it up.



Next we had a watermelon seed spitting contest.



Yes Bud has horns, he also had a great spit.



As you can tell from the angle of the camera Big D is aiming his spit at me. It was a good strategy because he almost won. The guy aiming at his mother-in-law took the prize though, can you blame him.



The next weekend our whole family traveled to Bear Lake for a family reunion with Papa Guy and Grandma Honey. The kids enjoyed some smores.



Believe it or not this is how the kids road down to the water. They loved this four wheeler.



Big D never turned anyone for a ride he just gave them one rule: they had to catch him first.



We went back down to the water after dinner. We were die hards for fun. Auntie Ann was done with water volleyball so she got to watch the nieces and nephews.



We played volleyball until we couldn't see the ball anymore. Next year we vowed to bring a glow in the dark ball.



I don't think the kidies had as much fun as the adults, they were freezing and headed back to camp without us.



Poor Kinnzi probably wants to turn us into to PETA for making her put up with that much sand. She hated it! But I think she hated the water even more. Papa Guy would throw frisbees in the water for his dog Dottie (a Polmeranian the same size as Kinnzi) and Kinnzi would run as fast as she could, right to the edge of the water and then stop. I think she may suffer from princess syndrome.



Grandma Honey sewed all these cool pirate hats for the kids. Honey is truly a pirate at heart.



When the kids go out to her house to stay they don't have to brush their hair because pirates don't do that. The kids love it.



After Bear Lake we got together at Brook and Andy's for a BBQ/water party. I often has to ask who the biggest kid at the party is.



It certainly isn't this beauty. This is the newest member of our family, Rae Rae. She did qualify for the cutest one at the party.



It seemes like every time these guys get together it turns into a competition.



I think the only thing they were really competing for is who is the biggest goof, and they all tied.



After the BBQ we went to another family reunion, not in the same day. Here is my dad with all of his siblings. From left to right: Papa Guy, Becky, Jeff, Lynette, and Mike. What a handsome family! The only one missing was the youngest brother, Rob.



We did 4H for the first time this summer. Beaner and Bud made pillow cases and stitched their names on them, I had to hurry and throw one together for Bear because he was feeling left out. Bug sewed PJ bottoms and I sewed her the top. She got to model it in the county fair. She got a blue ribbon on it so now she gets to model her outfit at the state fair next month. She was nervous but she did great.



After all that hard work we needed some relaxing time so we went boating. This was Bud's first time jumping off the boat since the rafting incident in Montana. I was so proud of him. He wanted to show us that he could do a cannonball.



The girls are turning into little show offs.



Beaner was trying to get her little friend, Hailey, to losen up a bit. One second she'd say she was having fun and the next she'd have a huge scrowl on her face. Some times it's hard for people to realize that if they fall off the tube they are just landing in the water, the soft water. Beaner is usually my timid one but I think she stood up before Bug did.



The kids figured out what to do with all those boxes after I unpacked. They made an apartment building. Beaner is on the top, then its Bug, both boys are in the next, and in the bottom is Kinnzi.



Thank goodness the first day of school. Now maybe I can have a breather.

I'm Back Baby

Sorry I took so long off. I was a bit down after the house debacle and I didn't think anyone would want to read about me feeling sorry for myself.

I'm feeling better now thanks to a lot of loving people showing me that 1. I have a great life just the way it is, and 2. I was acting like a spoiled rotten brat who didn't get my way, you know who you are, YOU KNOW.

I really haven't been up to much this month. My family went to Bear Lake with all my brother's, my sister's and Papa Guy and Grandma Honey. We had a great time swimming, playing volleyball, and four wheeling in the sand. The guys had to have a wheelie contest on the four wheelers, none of them broke anything so I'm happy.

The water was beautiful this year. It seems like every year we have storms that roll in at the same time every day but this year it was perfect.

I understand that the next weekend was pretty bad with wind and rain, sorry about that Ann, Lowell and Rae.

Today is the last day for that cash for clunkers scam. I tried to find a car for my sister, to help her get through college, to no avail. We had $7300 to put down on a $19,000 car and the lowest we could get the price was $15,000. I'm not the best at math but that doesn't add up or subtract to me, how about you? I was proud of Ann, I knew she wanted the car but she walked away. I wish I could have helped her find a good deal.

When I was in my pissed off mood I decided to paint my front room, bad idea. I still really liked my sage green walls with hand painted cream stripes. Now it is all primer white and I don't know what to do. I thought about bright red, you know to reflect my anger, but I didn't think my shabby chic furniture would go well.

Plus the whole reason I decided to paint the room is because an appraiser told me my house had too much personality. I don't think red gets away from that.

HELP! I don't know what color to paint the room. My house is totally destroyed right now. I have boxes that still need to be unpacked and all my front room furniture in the middle of the floor and scattered in other rooms.

My Home teachers came over last night and we all had to huddle in our quiet room to visit. Boy did it get hot in there on top of really stinky (the paint fumes).

My poor husband starts school this week and the one thing he asked me to do is get the quiet room, which is our version of a den, organized so he has a place to study.

He's been such a great guy through this whole debacle. He knows how bad I wanted the house and when we pulled out, and I melted, he stepped up and loved me even when I wasn't very lovable. I sure have a great guy!!!

I guess what I want to accomplish in this blog is to let everyone know that I am okay and I will try to do better on my blogging if for nothing else than for me to focus on something.

Thank you to all my fans, I've always wanted to say that. Thank you for being here for me and I will do my best to be there for you.

No House

Big D and I have decided to pull out on purchasing a new house. We feel it just isn't the right move for our family at this time.

Wow, that all sounds very sterile.

We've been going back and forth on this house for a couple months now. I kept thinking if I just gave Big D time to process then he'd come around, I was wrong. We started fighting, which we never do, and finally I talked Big D into getting blessings to see if that would help.

Lowell gave me one and Brook gave Big D one, by the way that was Brooks first time EVER giving a blessing and he did awesome.

In my blessing I was told to listen to my husbands council as he uses his priesthood to harken unto the Lord. In other words I was told to shut up sit down and quit interferring.

The next night we walked over to the ice cream parlor for some fresh air. I told Big D I was going to give him until the count of ten to make a decision and we were sticking with it.

The count of ten lasted ten minutes. I asked him for his decision and he said he didn't want to do it, and so we're not.

A house is sooooo not worth fighting over in my book. I love having a peaceful happy home and if we move into a home where we are always fighting then it's not going to be very peaceful and happy.

I'm not going to say that I'm not dissappointed, I am. I love the house and now I have to stare at it every day.

I guess I was just ready for a new adventure. I saw this house as a blank canvas just begging me to splash a little Tiffany all over it.

I'm very proud of Big D for making a tough decision. That's one of the reasons I love him soooo much, his ability to do what is right even when it's not the most popular with his wife. What a great guy I married!